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266 The White Witch. “Is that his true name?” she asked eagerly. ‘‘ At times I fancy It is not.” “TI do not know,” cautiously replied Godfrey. “It maybe I know nothing of your husband’s antecedents.” “The villain! But Ill be even with him. He is gone to meet that girl to-night; I kvzow he is; He meets her in Hyde Park: twice that I’ve followed him I’ve seen him with her.” Will you tell me about it, and what it is you mean,” said Godfrey. “J am as much interested in that young lady as you can be. At feast 1f she be the one I think she is.” Mrs. Grey, obeying her angry dictates, told him what she knew. Being curious as to her husband’s movements, she had twice followed him when he left the house in the evening, and tracked the cab he was in, she being in another, to the Marble Arch in Hyde Park. There she had seen him walking by the side of a young lady—ora girl, as she phrased it—who wore a close bonnet and kept her veil down. ‘“‘T’ll take you there now, if you like,” she cried eagerly; ‘‘ that Is, if you'll undertake not to make a scene—for if he caught me watch- ing him he might kill me; he has pointed his revolver at me once or twice when he was in a passion.” Godfrey thought that this hot-headed, impulsive lady was a great deal more likely to make a ‘‘scene” than he was: he assured her that she might trust his discretion, and she ran into her room to put her bonnet on, as gleeful as a child at the prospect of a little dangerous excitement instead of the dull evening at home to which her husband had condemned her. Meanwhile Godfrey thought over all she had told him, and considered what he should do. He handed her into a hansom; Mrs. Grey directing the man to drive to the Marble Arch as fast as his horse would go. She was much impressed by the quiet courtesy of Godfrey’s manner towards her, and she rambled on with confidences concern- ing her wrongs and her husband’s unkindness in going out to places of amusement at night and leaving her at home. “ He is going to one to-night,” she said; “I know it by his having dressed; and I shouldn’t wonder but he'll take that other with him !” “Ts your husband an actor?” he asked. ‘‘Hecan get himself up cleverly.” ) ‘Yes that he can,” she answered, in a tone of admiration. “He can be an old man to-day, and a young man to-morrow; he can be dark and fierce 2s a Spanish bandit in the morning, and like a fair, frank school boy in the afternoon. No, sir, he is not an actor, but he knows all their tricks, and can use them at will.” They got out at the Marble Arch. Mrs, Grey turned into Hyde Park, walked a short distance, and fell back behind the trees. ‘‘We are a little late,” she whispered to Godfrey; ‘‘ but there they are!” and he looked out eagerly. Gomichoo “S (ele) f